on the one hand i'm like wow how much does it suck
to live day in day out as a subfunction in the
pointless contraption of self-destructive
capitalism*, but then i imagine these coworkers as
comrades finding satisfaction as complementary
components in a well-oiled system. even if it is a
machine rooted in exploitation (mad dream of the
leisure class, mere hobby of the ruling elite)
it's gratifying to express competence.
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